[It’s not all that surprising when Zam can’t understand a word the girl says back to him. He follows the ball with his gaze, staring in a rather distrustful manner at the disembodied arms when they catch it. The uneasiness in his expression only grows when a pair of eyes appears on the wall as well.]
[At least he’s ready when the arms suddenly toss the ball his way. He catches it and looks from the arms and eyes on the wall and then at the girl.]
[Pointless waiting for an answer. After a moment, he tosses the ball back to her. He glances back at the limbs protruding from the wall. Probably the most disturbing thing about them, besides the fact that they exist at all, is the fact that they look like they belong to a child.
He looks back at the girl.] [As he says it, he points to the arms with a questioning expression on his face.]
no subject
[At least he’s ready when the arms suddenly toss the ball his way. He catches it and looks from the arms and eyes on the wall and then at the girl.]
[Pointless waiting for an answer. After a moment, he tosses the ball back to her. He glances back at the limbs protruding from the wall. Probably the most disturbing thing about them, besides the fact that they exist at all, is the fact that they look like they belong to a child.
He looks back at the girl.]